Fu Zhechuan walked up to Gu Yan, took off his coat and put it on him, smiling: "Everyone will be worried if they disappear like this without saying a word."
It was only then that Gu Yan noticed that he looked a bit embarrassed. His blood-stained coat had long been thrown away, his white shirt looked dirty because it hadn't been washed for many days, and his shoes were covered with mud. If it weren't for this face, others would believe that he was a homeless man.
He smiled lightly, noncommittal.
Fu Zhechuan didn't ask anything, didn't say anything, it was obviously thousands of miles away, in a deserted late night, but it seemed like the two of them just met by chance on the road.
His concern is like a trickle of water, moistening things silently.
"Shall we go back?" Fu Zhechuan said with a smile.
Gu Yan curled his lips into a smile, "Okay."
It's time for him to go back, everything will be as usual.
Gu Yan returned to his residence in Haiyun City, and Xu Ming was waiting for him at home. He was like an ant on a hot pot, circling in a panic, unable to hide the worry in his eyes. Seeing Gu Yan and Fu Zhechuan coming back together, he was relieved, and the circles of his eyes immediately turned red.
"Where did you go? I'm so worried." Xu Ming looked at Gu Yan, his voice choked up. He blamed himself endlessly, Gu Yan believed it was true when he said he wanted to be alone, but there was no news for many days, and when he went to look again, it was as if the villa had been swept by a hurricane, and Gu Yan was nowhere to be seen. He was so anxious that he had no choice but to ask Fu Zhechuan for help.
"I'm fine." Gu Yan smiled, "I'm a little tired, I want to rest, you all go back."
Xu Ming hesitated to speak, but was stopped by Fu Zhechuan. He said, "Take a good rest." Then he dragged Xu Ming away.
Gu Yan returned to this room, this was his first foothold in the world.
At that time, he came to this world full of ambition and longing, but now it is only a short year, but it seems that a lifetime has passed.
At that time, he would not have imagined that so many things beyond his expectations would happen.
At that time, he didn't know that he was once a human being.
Gu Yan lay on the soft bed and slowly closed his eyes.
These days he has been wandering outside like a ghost, never closing his eyes. But at this moment, in this familiar place, which he could barely call home, he was suddenly a little tired and wanted to take a rest.
He should, he can take a break...
He stood blankly in front of a mansion. It was winter, and there was a vast expanse of whiteness everywhere. Against the white flags in the mansion, it seemed that the whole world had no color, only a piece of white.
He was very tired. For more than ten days, several horses were exhausted day and night before he finally rushed back.
But when he rushed back, he didn't see his grandma for the last time. The only person in this mansion who cared about him went away so quietly. He felt sad, but he couldn't cry, probably because he had long been used to disguising himself with indifference, and hadn't shown his emotions for a long time, so that when he was sad, he couldn't make a sad expression.
He was dressed in dust and dust, and went to see his mother without even changing his clothes.
His mother was dressed in plain clothes. Although she hadn't seen him for two years, she didn't feel the slightest joy at seeing him. She just frowned at him and said calmly, "You're back." It was as if it was just an unwelcome stranger who came back.
She didn't even bother to greet him, she didn't ask him if he was doing well outside, whether he was cold or hungry when he came back, she just glanced at him impatiently, "Your yard has always been cleaned up, I still There is something, you go first."
As she spoke, she got up and left, and said to the maid beside her, "Second Young Master, are you awake? I've been so sad and cried several times these days, don't hurt your eyes." That expression was extremely gentle. "What about the boiled bird's nest, I'll send it over later."
He felt a sting in his eye, but he didn't show it any more.
He respectfully watched his mother leave.
He is already in his twenties, not a child of a few years old, he will no longer be angry at his parents' partiality, he will no longer be sad about the snacks he can't grab, and he will no longer suffer from being ignored.
He's used to not caring about everything.
When he returned to his own courtyard, it was indeed clean all the time, and the rules in the house were strict, so no one dared to neglect him.
This family has never treated him badly, whether it is food and clothing, or career prospects, his status as the son of the eldest son is firmly unshakable. Maybe he shouldn't complain about everything... The only thing he doesn't have is the feeling of home.
He's like an extra in this family. No one expected his presence.
In the evening, my father came back. Instead, he took the initiative to summon him.
I asked him some things about the border, and the questions were very detailed, such as the situation at the border, whether the foreigners are still safe, His Majesty's opinion on that side, and so on. In the end, he said that he is now an adult and promising, and the title will still be passed on to him in the future. After these three years, he must support his younger brothers and sisters, and they will also be his help in the future... He said a lot, but Du didn't ask him if he was injured or if he thought about going home.
The father was ridiculous when he was young, and the mother took a concubine as soon as she married, and ignored the pregnant mother who was about to give birth. The mother gritted her teeth and endured a lot of hardships while pregnant with him, and she couldn't compete for favor. In order to deal with that concubine, she cruelly sent several beautiful maids to her father. Later, he finally gave birth to him, and there were more and more Yingying and Yanyan in his father's backyard. It has become an extravagant hope to raise his eyebrows in the same day. From then on, he no longer put his heart on his father. The backyard is only managed in an orderly manner, firmly grasping the economic power of the mansion.
Those concubines also lived up to their expectations and gave birth to many children one after another. Those children and women's mothers did not treat them badly. The women were well-fed and well-fed, and the children were brought by their side to raise them. Even the father was convinced in the end. Can't tell if it's not coming.
The backyards of other people's homes were on fire, and his backyard was so harmonious that it couldn't be more harmonious. As he grew older, he realized his mother's kindness again. The two lived together for a long time, and his mother gave birth to the second young master. This is a child who arrives in anticipation.
Unlike him, who was not expected, and the children of other women, he was placed with a lot of hope and love by his parents.
He was brought up as a son since he was a child. The teacher invited the great Confucianism of the world, a large group of maids and servants, and lived in a large courtyard. I can get whatever I want, that is, since I was a child, I rarely see my parents. In the beginning, the relationship between the parents was at odds. In order to consolidate her position in the family, the mother was busy all day long, intriguing, and she was too lazy to care about him. Later, the parents reconciled, sticky and greasy, and they had a new child. The two were very busy. It's fun, but I still don't have time to take care of him.
Anyway, in the eyes of his parents, he never needed anyone to bother.
In fact, he remembered that he was not that sensible at the beginning, and he always cried for his parents, but the more times he was rejected, he gradually realized that crying was useless. Only when he performs very well can he get a compliment from his parents.
For such a perfunctory reward, and to make himself look useful, he put in a lot of hard work that no one else could think of.
But these parents will never know.
Later he realized how pathetic he was, always chasing after things that didn't belong to him.
Fortunately, he still has his grandmother, who is a very gentle and wise woman. Her grandfather died early in the battle, and she worked hard to bring up her son. Although she was in poor health later, she couldn't control many of his father's ridiculous things.
But he didn’t forget the existence of his grandson, and he would always ask him to sit in front of him from time to time, and would tell him many things about the past, saying that his grandfather was a great hero who defended his family and the country, scolding him Father is a worthless thing.
He yearned for the stories told by his grandmother, so he joined the army without hesitation, instead of becoming a civil servant as his parents wished.
Because of this incident, all his hard work in the past ten years was in vain, and he was once again rejected.
But he doesn't care anymore.
He hasn't been back for a long time. In recent years, he rarely enters this house, and usually only comes back once during the Chinese New Year. Last year, the border war was tense, and he didn't even come back for the Chinese New Year.
Who knows that when I came back, that kind old man was gone, and I don't know if he was mentioned in the end.
He walked on the small road in the mansion, and this place became more and more unfamiliar. It should be his home, but it wasn't.
In the end, he still didn't live in it, and went to the house he bought outside. The house was much smaller, but he felt warm instead. What's the use of such a big place for one person
It will only appear more empty.
When he went back, the young man was standing at the door waiting for him. Snowflakes fell all over his body, and the tip of his nose was red from the cold, but he looked at the door motionlessly like a statue. moved. When he saw him, his eyes suddenly brightened.
He suddenly felt warm in his heart. This is the child he picked up, but he cares more about him than his blood relatives.
In the blink of an eye, three years have passed, and the malnourished child has grown into a beautiful boy.
This time when he went home to deal with the funeral, the boy had always clung to him tightly, so he must follow him back. He couldn't take him back to the mansion, so he placed him in this house.
He walked over and rubbed the boy's head, his hair was covered with ice scum, "Why don't you go in and wait, I didn't say that I would definitely come back today."
Thinking that he might stand like this forever, and that he might be frostbitten in such a heavy snow, he was a little angry: "How many times have I said that, don't you know how to cherish yourself?"
The young man looked at him aggrievedly, and said in a low voice, "I hope you can see me waiting for you when you come back."
Suddenly all his words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak any more. His expression that had not moved for a long time showed signs of cracking, his eyes were a little sore, his voice was low and hoarse, and in the end there were only four words as light as the wind.
"I saw."